So apparently the house will not be ours for another sixty days (minimum). An attorney is waiting on a document so he can schedule an evidentiary hearing and file the deed. Once the deed is filed, we are told things will move quickly. So it looks like it will be the beginning of April at the earliest that we could move in. So in the interim, Nathanael, Olivia, and I will live in my parents' basement. We will just move our furniture and boxes into storage and live in their basement until we can move into the house. We have submitted a document stating that if we have not closed on the house by May 1, then we reserve the right to withdraw and receive our earnest money back. That gives them 90 days to get this all done. And if, on May 1, we still have no idea what is going to happen, Nathanael and I will begin looking for another house. But since he needs to be there for his new job with Dixon Lawn Care by the middle of March, this is pretty much our only option.
And the Lord is still good. I continue to selfishly pray that the document on which they are waiting is found quickly, the court hearing is scheduled (and not continued multiple times), and the deed is filed within the next thirty days so we don't even have to move an additional time. And I know the Lord can do that. But I fear attempting to use reverse-psychology on an omnipotent God. I hesitate in thinking If I am willing to do what I really don't want to, but feel like God is calling me to do, then maybe He'll see my faith and obedience and make it so I don't have to. Which obviously He is quite capable of, but I constantly have to check myself and see that willingness to walk isn't walking.
Two more boxes have been packed. I'm gonna start walking.
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